Chapter 61 baby crawling contest

The real estate company of my real estate sent me some messy text messages when I had nothing to do. One of them a few days ago was: Dear owner, the property company will hold a baby crawling contest on x-month x. Welcome your baby who is good at crawling to come Come to the competition.I would love to send a text back: You guys have a great game.I think "Baby Crawl Race" is the most accurate description of our lives.Sometimes I feel that there are so few adults of sound mind in this world that it is almost impossible to discuss a slightly serious issue.At the same time, I saw cute babies crawling everywhere. For example, the so-and-so who posted brazenly on the Internet recently, or other so-and-so, said to be cultural celebrities, are actually babies.

Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. A-type babies always live next to A-type babies, and B-type babies share the same taste. "Southern Weekend" did a special issue called "New Neighborhood Era", from which I suddenly realized that neighbors are very important.If my neighbor was Yu Qiuyu, then my son would have a better chance of entering the world of literature than of entering the world of blind literature. Maybe when he grows up, he will be able to write a pen and write a chapter, use wonderful words, and become a mentor of the times.In addition, who your neighbor is also affects how others perceive you. In 2001, when I was watching the World Cup qualifier match between China and the United Arab Emirates in Shenyang, a buddy from Beijing who sat behind me said: Yang Pu’s parents’ house is in the same neighborhood as ours.At that time, the list of appearances had been announced, and Yang Pu was a substitute, and that buddy was still honored, which shows how lackluster the life of Beijing Guoan fans is.

When I bought this broken house back then, there were too many people buying the house, and the number was queued for 3 days.Prospective owners organized spontaneously to roll their names at noon and evening, and if they failed to roll their names, they would be disqualified.At noon on the first day, a buddy who was ranked No. 10 was eliminated. He stood by the high fountain and said: "I started to line up the night before yesterday, and I only got to this No. 10! Don't cancel me, everyone. Is it okay?" I sat in the shade, shook my head, and said, "How can this be, it's too gentle." Sure enough, a person pretending to be a leader also stood by the fountain: "Well, let's make decisions democratically, everyone. Raise your hands if you agree with him to continue queuing!" None of my future neighbors raised their hands. "Those who agree to cancel him raise their hands!" Hulala raised a large piece.So the roll call continued, and the buddy stood aside in frustration, and left after 10 minutes, saying goodbye to this real estate forever.I felt that I was going to be neighbors with a gang of ruthless people who were ready to take away some kind of rights from others.

If you want me to say, this thing has to be done like this: I must be allowed to continue to queue, if I am not allowed to queue, none of you should queue, and you should stop doing this.In our ancient good land, there is no such thing as an instinct of unbridled self-preservation, which is basically tantamount to asking for homicide.In other words, the rules of the game here are the rules of the Baby Crawl: You have to be as energetic as you were when you were a newborn, and you have to be unafraid to crawl on dirt. After I bought the run-down house, I started going to the homeowners forum occasionally.I found that the guys who lived in the previous period were actually very simple.Their decorating tastes are usually minimalist, they are concerned with family issues, they like to hang out, and they organize a singles club.Here I found that maturity and kindness are sometimes correlated, and simplicity may be correlated with cruelty.I've also discovered that life can be very relaxing if it's just neighborhoods, parking spaces, and relationships.Of course I will be a little bit unwilling, do I just live with these ordinary people?Where is my beautiful neighbor?As for Kai-fu Lee and Zhang Yimou, what right do they have not to buy a house here, for example, buy a 53-square-meter A1 facing north, next to the elevator hall, live next door to me, and envy my house every day?

It can be seen that nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in life.The most bizarre thing is that there is also a historic site in this real estate, which is a nunnery, which is the fourth batch of cultural relics protection units at the district level.Among all kinds of ancient buildings, I have the worst impression of nunnery, except Mantou nunnery, which gave me a claustrophobic impression.However, the cultural relics protection department has largely defined this nunnery as a supporting cultural activity center for the community.So, if I want to go downstairs to do some activities, I have to stay in the nunnery.

Whenever you pass by here and see a strange uncle who doesn't get along well with the neighbors, with a cigarette in his mouth and a handful of glass balls in his pocket, walking alone and scared in the nunnery, that's when I miss Mars.Mars is full of iron oxides, the main component of the air is carbon dioxide, and the lowest temperature at night can reach -123°C, which is obviously not a livable place.Let me be honest: leaving a sane adult in a cold, lonely place is far more humane than letting him watch a baby crawl.